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When he stands, he notices them glistening on my lashes. “You’re not afraid,” he says, gently taking my hand once again.

“You’re wrong. I’m afraid of everything. I’m afraid of David, of Jeb. I’m afraid of what The Masks will do now. I’m afraid for my sister. I’m afraid what will happen to the men I love. I’m afraid that tomorrow I’ll wake up and this will all be a dream, that you’ll go back to hating me again.”

“I meant you’re not afraid of showing how you feel. It’s your greatest strength, Tiny, and one I envy. Everything else you’re afraid of is understandable, but I swear to you we will make this right. I will never go back to hating you.Never,” he says vehemently. “Come on, come with me.”

I follow him silently back upstairs, lost to my own thoughts as he guides me past the room I was sleeping in, and pushes open another door along the hallway. It opens out into a huge bathroom. A roll top bath sits in the center of the room. He kisses my knuckles then lets my hand go and busies himself turning on the taps, adding bubble bath to the rising water.

Xeno swirls the water with his fingertips, making the bubbles grow in size. I watch as the muscles of his shoulders and arms tense and flex, my gaze lingering on the tattoo on his forearm before lowering down the curve of his back and focusing on the tight muscles of his arse and legs. A tribal print tattoo wraps around both thighs, a thick black line darkening the skin.

“Tiny…?” My eyes snap up as he catches me staring and I give him a small smile. “It shouldn’t be too hot.” He offers me his hand and I take it, stepping into the bath and sliding beneath the water. It’s the perfect temperature and despite myself, I let out a sigh, my muscles instantly relaxing.

“Aren’t you getting in?” I ask him as he stares down at me.

He shakes his head. “No. I’ve got something I need to do.”

“Where are you going?”

He leans over and presses a lingering kiss against my forehead, then pulls back and walks away.

“Xeno, wait!” I say, sitting up, the water sloshing over the lip of the bath. He stops at the door and gives me the most beautiful, heartfelt smile.

“Just relax, okay. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I have no regrets, Xeno. None. Hear me?”

“I hear you, and now that you’re mine, I don’t plan on having any either,” he replies softly, then shuts the door behind him with a gentle click.

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